The confession was rejected, and the identity of the son of the god of my imperial clan was exposed

Three hours passed by in a flash. During this period, Jiang Junze and Zhao Xianrou had a rough time. It must be said that the mother of the destined son was very smooth and smooth.

Then Jiang Junze put on his clothes and was about to leave Yingtian Palace when a slender young man in white clothes came to him.

The young man in white is Lu Wuchen, who successfully transplanted the Supreme Bone.

At this moment, Lu Wuchen's clear and bright eyes were full of excitement and joy.

Especially on his chest, there is a precious bone shining brightly, with mysterious runes flickering in and out, as if hiding a world-destroying power.

"Lu Wuchen thanks the Son of God for giving the bones!"

Lu Wuchen made a plop and knelt down directly. Even though he was reincarnated in eight previous lives, he still couldn't get a piece of the Supreme Bone.

Now, after transplanting the Supreme Bone, he feels like he has discovered a new continent.

This supreme bone not only gave Lu Wuchen a powerful treasure technique, but also used primitive runes to cleanse Lu Wuchen's hair and marrow, strengthening his physical body.

Moreover, his realm has also broken through from the ninth level of the divine soul to the early stage of Guiyi Realm in one fell swoop.

A piece of supreme bone directly increased Lu Wuchen's strength dozens or hundreds of times. How could he not be excited and happy?

"You are my follower, just a piece of bone. Just give it to me. No need to thank you one after another! Prove it to me with your actions in the future!"

Jiang Junze waved his hand and said softly.

"Yes! Son of God!"

At this point, Lu Wuchen said nothing more.

What Junze Shenzi said was right. No matter how nice he said it, it was just a matter of opening and closing his mouth.

From now on, let yourself express your loyalty with practical actions!

"Let's go! Go to the southern portal of Ancient Star!"

Jiang Junze said.

This time, there are many young people in the Jiang family who are preparing to go to the ancient ruins.

For the younger generation of the Jiang family, this is a trial of blood and fire.

The Jiang family will never allow the younger generation to become hothouse flowers. Even if they are strong, their mental state will be greatly lacking.

Only by going through battles of life and death one after another can one truly become the backbone of the Jiang family of the imperial clan.

"Yes! Son of God!"

Lu Wuchen nodded in agreement and followed Jiang Junze to the southern portal of Canglan Ancient Star.

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now……

On the huge platform at the southern portal of Canglan Ancient Star, an ancient warship, as black as ink and with an iron-colored luster, was quietly docked here.

There are many members of the Jiang family, tens of thousands of them, who have gone to the ancient ruins. They are all the leaders of the younger generation of the Jiang family.

This trip to the ancient ruins was a test for them.

Among them, there are also many powerful Jiang family elders who protect the younger generation in the clan, and there are even Supremes who sit on guard to prevent them from being attacked and killed by strong men in the restricted area of ​​​​life.

You must know that these tens of thousands of younger generations of the Jiang family are all leaders of their generation and will be the mainstay of the Jiang family in the future, so they should not be careless.

At this moment, a figure walking towards the ancient warship attracted everyone's attention.

This man has bronze skin, a strong body, and powerful eyes. His eyes are dark and deep, and there seems to be golden lightning flashing between them, which is sharp and fascinating.

As he walked, he was filled with fighting spirit, as if an ancient ferocious beast was patrolling its territory, intimidating all directions.

"Look...it's the Son of God Jiang Haotian!"

The younger generation of the Jiang family, the moment they saw Jiang Haotian, there was endless enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes.

They are the leaders of the younger generation, but Jiang Haotian and other Sons of God are truly at the pinnacle of the younger generation and are extremely powerful.

The younger generation of the Jiang family will regard the Son of God as their idol and the target to pursue.

Therefore, every time a son of God appears, he will attract the attention of the public, just like an emperor on a tour.

"Son of God! This time you must lead the younger generation of our Jiang family to overthrow those fallen creatures in the restricted area of ​​life! Make our Jiang family famous!"

Su Changfeng followed Jiang Haotian and looked around at the younger generation of the Jiang family who roared excitedly at them. He puffed up his chest and his eyes were filled with pride and pride. He enjoyed being in the spotlight.

At this moment, although the protagonist is Jiang Haotian, their followers will still be noticed and envied.

After all, someone who can become a follower of the Jiang family's son of God must be strong and talented, and he will definitely be a strong person in the future.

"Um!"

Jiang Haotian nodded, he was already used to this feeling of being the center of attention.

Just when Jiang Haotian was enjoying the spotlight, the younger generation of the Jiang family let out another exclamation.

"Quick... look! That... that couldn't be Jiang Futian, the Qilin son of the Earth Ancestor! Hasn't he been training in the ancient battlefield?"

Hearing this, Jiang Haotian frowned, turned around sharply, and looked at a figure in the distance.

He saw a young man wearing a red cotton flowered robe, an animal-faced head-swallowing chain armor, and an exquisite lion belt around his waist walking towards him.

This young man is tall and strong, with a resolute face and sharp angles. His short hair stands up like a steel needle, and his dark and deep eyes are like two big stars, shining with dazzling light.

The most surprising thing was that the Fang Tian Painted Halberd he was holding in his hand was still bleeding.

The armor on his body was also slightly damaged and stained with large amounts of blood.

The whole body exudes an unimaginable terrifying murderous aura, like a demon or a god.

"Jiang Haotian! Long time no see!"

Jiang Futian came straight to Jiang Haotian, looked up and down, and said hello.

"Jiang Futian! Did you just come back from the ancient battlefield?"

Jiang Haotian looked at Jiang Futian in front of him, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

The followers who were following Jiang Haotian couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. They looked at Jiang Futian with a little panic and fear in their eyes.

When Jiang Futian was born, the color of the heaven and earth changed. The blood flowed from the sky. The shadow of a demon god bowed to him in the void, which was terrifying and shocking to the world.

Later, Jiang Futian became the king of killing and became the divine son of the Jiang family. He went to the ancient battlefield to train himself, and now he is back even more terrifying than before.

"That's right! I did just return from the ancient battlefield! Then I heard some interesting news!"

"I heard that our Jiang family has another divine son, and he has directly become the young patriarch. Are you right to follow his lead?"

Jiang Futian squinted his eyes, a dangerous light flashing in his sharp eyes.

"God Son Junze is powerful and has amazing talents. He is qualified to make me take the lead! He is also qualified to sit on the position of young clan leader!"

Jiang Haotian nodded.

"Hmph! Hahaha! How ridiculous! We have been fighting for the position of Young Patriarch for so many years, and it is still undecided!"

"That Jiang Junze was promoted to the position of young patriarch just after he returned to the family. Does he have the qualifications?"

Jiang Futian sneered, both his voice and his expression were full of disdain.

"Haha! Junze Shenzi is not qualified, do you have the qualifications? In all these years, I have never seen you become the young patriarch!"

Jiang Haotian sneered.

"Haha...! I don't like what you said! This time when I return from the ancient battlefield, I'm going to attack you first and let you know whether I am qualified to be the young patriarch!"

Jiang Futian didn't talk nonsense anymore. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was still bleeding, and smashed it down towards Jiang Haotian like a mountain bearing down on him.

When the younger generations of the Jiang family saw this, they were immediately shocked. They didn't expect to see such a good show before setting off to the ancient ruins...